Short Attention Span
Here it is. I am going to lay it out for you. Literally. A couple of days ago, I began a massive reorganization of the drawers in my bathroom. Well, they did need it, but the timing could have been better. Really, THIS week? I don't know what I was thinking.
I am not going to embarrass myself any more than this. This is all I can reveal. Apparently, I like lip gloss. My excuse for this mess, and the mess that you cannot see, is that I am a collector. Clearly, I don't need all of this stuff. Or maybe I do, but there's only so much makeup can do for a person. I am a self-proclaimed "product slut." Isn't that awful? They say the first step to recovery is admission. So that's what I am doing. There is no one that is a bigger sucker for "the new fall palettes" or "fresh off the runway looks." And the older I get, the more interested I am in the latest serums and skin treatments. Note -- you don't see any in this picture. There are quite a few things you don't see in this picture. It was strategic. You don't need to see it. You would judge. I already read magazines like my life depends on it. I have a running list in my phone of new products I want to try, and when I am out of town, I hunt them down like a German Shorthaired Pointer. That is what led to this mess.
The deal is -- this is not what I should be doing! I am leaving town in less than a week, and I will be gone for nearly a month. Work, laundry, packing, correspondence -- there are more than enough other things I should be doing. But I am easily distracted, and this is what happens. I am the butt of many jokes because I can't keep my focus. Is this what happens when you approach a significant birthday? Oh. My. Gosh. I am treading water. My glasses aren't where I left them. Oh, that's them on my head. My phone! Where is it? I think I saw it yesterday in the kitchen... Yes, I called it. Yes, it is on vibrate. I'm just going to take a deep cleansing breath........
